It Never Happened

Author\'s Note: Hello, this is a one-shot I wrote a while ago, and also my first addition to this site, so I hope you\'ll enjoy!

MaiaMadness

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It Never Happened

The door opened slowly. Draco looked up from his desk, but saw no one. He stood up and looked outside, but there was no one standing outside his door. He closed the door. Then he turned around, and his eyes met those of Harry Potter.

\"Potter?!\" he exclaimed, eyes wide. \"How did you get inn here?\"

Potter was calmly folding his invisibility cloak, and laid it on a chair. \"It\'s not very hard,\" he said simply.

\"What are you doing here?\" asked Draco icily, having composed himself from the shock of seeing his biggest rival and greatest object of attraction standing in the middle of his dormitory. Potter gave a sly grin.

\"Oh wouldn\'t you like to know?\" he said. Then he turned serious. \"If you tell anyone I was here, I swear I\'ll break every bone in your body,\" he added menacingly.

\"Threaten me all you want,\" said Draco, \"but if I go to professor Snape about this, you\'ll be in big trouble. And that’s exactly what I intend to do unless you tell me exactly what you’re doing here.\"

Potter sighed and sat down on the floor, as the chair was taken by his invisibility cloak. \"Lock the door,\" he said. Draco did as he asked. Potter looked up at him, and sighed again. \"I\'m hiding,\" he said at last.

\"Hiding?\" asked Draco. \"Why?\"

\"I don\'t want to tell you why.\"

\"Why choose my dormitory, then?\"

\"Because no one would suspect me to hide in my worst enemy\'s bedroom.\"

Draco looked puzzedly down at him. \"How\'d you know which dormitory was mine?\" he asked, suspicion obvious in his voice.

\"Well, it might\'ve had something to do with the sign on the door saying \'head boy\'…\" said Potter sarcastically. He ran his fingers through his messy hair before taking off his glasses and resting his face in his hands. And awkward silence followed.

Draco threw the invisibility cloak onto the stool at the foot of the bed and sat down at his desk again, clearly annoyed. Once in a while he glanced over at Potter. In the end he snapped, \"Honestly, Potter, if you\'re insisting to be here, at least say something! You\'re making me nervous…\"

\"Making you nervous?\" sneered Potter. \"How d\'you think I feel? Ron\'s shunned me, Hermione\'s out there in the castle somewhere, trying to find me, and I know that when she does, she\'ll have that look on her face. The oh-harry-it\'s-not-your-fault-ron-can-be-a-bit-thickheaded-sometimes-look. Only that\'s not true, because it is all my fault, as per usual.\"

\"Ah, so that\'s the problem?\" said Draco. \"Had a little fight with the Weasel, and now you\'re running away? I thought you Gryffindorks were supposed to be brave.\"

\"I just can\'t deal with Ron right now…\" said Potter. \"Why am I telling you this, anyway?\"

\"Cause you\'re worried that if you don\'t I\'ll go to Snape?\" tried Draco. \"You\'re such a pushover, Pothead. If it were me I\'d go bash the little weasel\'s brains in with a sledgehammer. Maybe give the mudblood a round as well.\"

\"Shut up, Malfoy!\" said Potter. \"Leave her out of this! It\'s not her fault!\"

\"And you think I\'m siding with you?\" Draco raised an eyebrow. \"Oh no, Potter, I’ve just always wanted to do that. I can\'t, obviously, I\'d get expelled, but oh how I\'d love to just bang their heads against a brick wall until their craniums split open — \"

In that moment Potter stood up and pulled Draco out of his chair. Then he pushed him up against the wall next to the bed and glared at him. Draco tried (and failed) to look condescendingly down on the boy who was half a head taller than him.

\"If you dare to touch me, I\'ll go to Snape,\" he said. \"I swear I will!\"

\"Don\'t insult my friends!\" growled Potter.

Draco looked defiantly up at him. \"I\'ll insult whomever I want.\"

They stood like that for a whole minute, glaring at each other. Then, suddenly, before Draco could even grasp what was happening, Potter leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. Draco\'s eyes closed, and he reached out to pull him closer. He took a clumsy step to the side, and his leg hit the bed. Draco sat down on the bed, and the kiss from Harry deepened as he leaned forward on to of him. Draco felt Harry\'s tongue enter his mouth, and he gave a soft moan.

They crawled up on the bed, and hands started roaming over bodies, exploring unknown territory. Draco\'s breath quickened as Harry kissed his neck and his collarbone, and gently nibbled his earlobe. How he\'d been dreaming of this, and now it was happening. It was real.

He moaned as Harry\'s hand brushed against the outside of his trousers. The other fumbled with unbuttoning his shirt. When the shirt was off, a strong hand stroked the pale skin of Draco\'s chest. A tongue licked his nipple teasingly, and it hardened to a tiny pebble. Draco groaned with lust. He started removing Harry\'s clothes, as he pushed him over on his back. It was his turn now. Shirt and trousers came off. Draco ran his finger along the lining of his boxers, before slowly removing them too.

Draco had done this so many times in his dreams. He placed a kiss on Harry’s stomach, which made the other boy shiver in ecstasy. His lips moved to the tip of Harry\'s dick and gently kissed the head, before taking the length of it into his mouth. Harry gasped with pleasure. A few strands of hair came loose from his hairgel gel as Draco worked, sucking and licking Harry, playing with his balls. Harry slowly sat up, and pulled Draco off him.

\"Get on all fours,\" he commanded.

\"What?\"

\"Do as I say!\" growled Harry, and pushed him into the position he wanted, pulling off his trousers and boxers in the process. He stood on his knees behind him. A hand reached around and grabbed hold of his cock. Draco gasped at the touch.

Harry slipped a finger into Draco\'s hole, and then another one, readying him. He spit in his hand and wetted his own cock, before pushing into Draco with all his might.

Draco groaned. \"I… Potter…\"

Harry took a look towards the mirror on the other side of the room. \"Look there, Malfoy,\" he whispered, turning Draco\'s head with the hand that wasn’t furiously working his dick. \"Do you like what you see?\"

\"I… do…\" gasped Draco.

Harry thrust harder, causing Draco to groan, half with pain, half with pleasure. All the while his hand was working the other\'s phallus. Harder, faster, he pumped inn and out, sweat running across his body.

\"P… Potter…\" Draco groaned. \"Oh, P… Ha… Harry… Harry!\" he moaned. \"Oh God, I\'m gonna come… so hard… Harder, Harry!\"
Harry pushed harder, faster, deeper. They came simultaneously. Harry felt Draco\'s warm sperm spilling out into his hand, staining the black and green bed sheets. He stayed inside of him for just a little while, making sure he\'d emptied himself properly, and then he pulled out. Draco moaned. His knees were still keeping him up, but his upper body had collapsed and his sweaty face was plastered to the pillow.

Harry carefully turned him over on his back, and lay down next to him, pulling the covers over them both. His fingers caressed Draco’s hot face and neck before kissing him softly.

The last thing Draco heard before he fell asleep, was the sound of a voice whispering in his ear.

\"Good night, Draco…\"


Harry opened his eyes, and found himself surrounded by green silk. Draco stirred as he sat up and reached for his clothes. He started getting dressed.

\"Harry…\" mumbled Draco. Then he sat up with a jolt and stared at Harry. \"Potter?! You — \" He got no further, because at that moment, Harry placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

\"This never happened,\" said Harry. \"It never happened. Tell a soul, and I swear I\'ll kill you.\"

He stood up and grabbed his invisibility cloak. He pulled it around himself, and was gone.